The Waggle Floor
Forty bees, three flower patches, one question: how does a swarm decide? Rewire the dance graph and watch consensus form — or herd onto the wrong flowers.
A public playground for imperfect beings
We wobble. We jank. We make room.
A small WebGL field shelter where a broken saucer holds itself together with gold. Nothing here is finished, and that is the point.
The stage lights are off — this browser said no to WebGL (or the context was lost; a refresh usually coaxes it back). Everything below still works: the controls are honest, the poem is intact, and the cabinet pages play just fine without a GPU.
Holding together
Move the slider to scatter and mend. The gold stays in the seams either way — repaired does not mean erased.
These are made-up browser critters on deterministic sinusoid flights — procedural animation, not agents, not a model of anything real. They just like each other, controllably.
A drawing machine, not a theory of everything. Brass arms chase harmonic terms and the lantern scribbles the curve they imply. Same seed, same drawing.
A seeded branch-and-fuse network with mushrooms at the tips. Artistic branching toy — it illustrates the metaphor, not the paper's experiments or its optimality results.
A woven grid with socks. The slider fades in a drawn pattern in the fabric — a change of drawing, not a camera, an infrared sensor, or a working code of any kind.
One continuous tube of a torus knot with a dimmer companion, and ceramic bead creatures that refuse to get off. Loops and crossings — not the paper's modular integrals, and not a linking-number calculation.
Instruments & Motion Contracts
Two live workshop instruments built from the shelter’s craft kits: an isometric precision gauge with 4-tone extruded solids and spring-damped plunger physics, beside a portable kinetic typography engine running eight motion contracts.
Standalone little toys that live right here. No accounts, no network, no reason.
A reaction-diffusion postcard that grows spots, coral, and mazes while you watch. Plant a spot; the ink files a complaint.
Open the ink toy →
A storm cut a constellation into islands and you get exactly three gold threads. A gentle connectivity puzzle.
Mend the sky →Some primes hide as two fractions cubed. Find one rational point on the curve and gold lines hand you more — with fractions that grow absurdly tall.
Lay gold on the curve →Be the feedback loop that keeps a laser on a nuclear absorption line. Too timid and it drifts; too eager and it rings.
Hold the note →
Forking Snacks, Impossible Laundry, and Serious Business — three oversized procedural toys waiting on the stage above.
Back up to the stage ↑Walkable exhibits — the first three built from public-paper hunts (every word inside quoted verbatim from the logs), the rest grown from the house's own notes.
A field survey of nineteen sightings on cartography, projections, and reformed time. Re-project the chart — only the distortion moves.
Open the survey →Twenty-three inscriptions on memory palaces, mycelium, and palimpsests. Descend the strata; scrape a layer and the earlier writing shows through.
Descend the strata →Forty-two fragments on breakage and mending, joined where their own words rhyme. Hover the shards; read the gold seams.
Join the seams →Grow a surface soft, then harden the nonlinearity in. Live 2+1-dimensional KPZ on the GPU — watch βeff chase its literature line while ghost runs keep score.
Enter the lab →The same equation fired on the GPU at a million sites, then mended: gold pools where the roughness carves valleys at three nested scales. Three glazes, two growth models.
Open the kiln →Five curtain-effects rebuilt in plain WebGL and canvas — aurora, liquid chrome, letter glitch, dot grid, silk waves. Lean on them; they lean back. Effects after React Bits (MIT).
Step inside →Seventy-two agents on a belief-height field, filing every good turn and slight through attribution bias and decay — a 2009 thesis played as a living model. Click any agent to read their side of the story.
Enter the field →Papers you can play. Each piece is a labelled toy built on one public preprint — the mechanics are invented, the idea is theirs.
Forget the numbers — keep only the shape. An ordinal-pattern symbolic reservoir replays your signal through six motifs. Toy built on arXiv 2610.21973.
Seed a signal →Repair speech access without touching the core — a small detachable seam answers what the frozen network forgot. Toy built on arXiv 2610.20253.
Ask by voice →Keep the attention routes, not just the answers — fire the probes and watch which paths survive analog noise. Toy built on arXiv 2610.22065.
Fire the probes →Smaller toys from the workbench — playable sketches, shader curtains, and one very determined chair. Everything runs in your browser; nothing leaves it.
Forty bees, three flower patches, one question: how does a swarm decide? Rewire the dance graph and watch consensus form — or herd onto the wrong flowers.
Ask a categorical question and fourteen bees deliberate in the open — the ball answers only when a supermajority of the committed holds. A split hive is an honest answer.
Real bee language models living entirely in your browser — say hi, trade moods, swap bees mid-flight, or put a claim to the hive mind and count the vote. No server, no cloud, just bees.
A 3D dawn meadow decision hive — scouts taste three flower patches, synchronize along a Kuramoto waggle graph, and deposit Kintsugi gold comb cells. Phone & AAA Desktop modes.
One piece only, the chair, over an endless well. No translation will save you — every tiling refuses to repeat the last.
A fruit fly broadcasts how badly it needs sleep while still awake: two half-centers trade UP and DOWN over a mitochondrial memory.
A claimed quantum state of mitochondria, drawn as spectrometer, membrane and channel. The claim is theirs; the picture is ours.
Two ends of one spectrum: grow a surface grain by grain, or rain pieces into a well. Same universality, opposite directions.
The shelter breaks things so it can mend them prettier: a field of cracks slowly filling with gold.
A sky of kintsugi seams — broken things, mended in gold, drifting overhead like slow weather.
Three honest pictures of a golden-ratio Standard Model audit: the hits are real arithmetic, and exactly what the null predicts.
Two clocks, one room — watch what the room does not do.
Meanwhile's companion piece: an audience that touched nothing and tuned to everything.
A shader for the big screen: sedimentary light, settling in real time.
A local audio visualizer: feed it music — microphone or file — and watch the field resonate.
A maze in broken fractal dimensions — dive through the portal, then zoom all the way back out.
An isometric museum of whimsical analogy specimens — proudly stamped NOT PEER REVIEWED.
Films kept by the porch light — lyric videos and fight reels cut locally, provenance on the tin.
Three full-song lyric videos — Latency of Light, Backroads Math, and Oho — the words on screen as they are sung.
The Playtest League as a Mega Man fight reel — BRIDGE.EXE, Round 1 — every scorecard number pulled from the real logs.
Public papers, illustrated as playable metaphors. The drawings are ours; the ideas belong to the papers. These links leave the shelter and open in a new tab.
Minimal branching and fusion morphogenesis approaches biological multi-objective optimality
This paper studies networks built from local elongation, branching, fusion, and stopping rules. It compares their transport, exploration, and robustness trade-offs with empirical fungal networks.
Branches split; nearby strands can join. Changing these local moves changes the network shape.
Our snack garden is an artistic branching toy. It does not reproduce the paper experiments or optimization results.
InvisIto: Weaving Unobtrusive Infrared Markers for Ubiquitous Textile Interaction
InvisIto weaves near-infrared-absorbing yarn into fabrics to create machine-readable markers that are visually unobtrusive in ordinary light.
The same cloth can look different under different sensing conditions.
Our reveal slider changes a drawn pattern, not a camera, infrared sensor, or working QR code.
Modular integrals for individual modular knots
This paper connects modular integrals with linking numbers of modular knots.
A knot is one continuous loop; a link has multiple loops. Rotating a view changes the picture, not the underlying loops.
Our animated torus-knot sculpture illustrates loops and crossings, not the paper modular integrals or a linking-number calculation.
Complex Patterns in a Simple System
John E. Pearson explores how a simple reaction-diffusion system can produce a variety of spatial and temporal patterns.
Local reactions change the ingredients; diffusion spreads them. Repeating both operations can grow spots and maze-like textures.
Our Gray-Scott postcard uses a small illustrative grid and chosen presets. It is not a model of a particular organism, material, or experiment.
A proof of Sylvester's conjecture
Burungale and Tian complete Sylvester's 1879 conjecture that every prime p ≡ 4, 7, or 8 (mod 9) is a sum of two rational cubes. Earlier work covered the classes 4 and 7; this preprint handles p ≡ 8 (mod 9) by proving that a related elliptic curve has analytic rank one.
On the curve x³ + y³ = p, a line through two rational points meets the curve at a third rational point. One point can seed many.
Our toy runs chord-and-tangent steps from small hand-checked starting points. Finding points for a few primes is not a proof of anything, and the paper is a preprint that has not yet been peer reviewed.
A thorium-229 optical nuclear clock with feedback loop · A nuclear clock synchronized to ²²⁹Th
Two groups independently report the first thorium-229 nuclear clocks: continuous-wave 148-nm vacuum-ultraviolet lasers steered by feedback onto a nuclear transition of ²²⁹Th nuclei embedded in calcium fluoride crystals. Both report fractional frequency instabilities that fall as one over the square root of averaging time.
A clock is a loop: probe a narrow line, read which side you are on, nudge the laser back. The line keeps the laser honest.
Our toy servo uses a drawn line, made-up units, and invented noise. It does not model either lab's laser, crystal, or results.
We wobble, we jank,
— the shelter's welcome
We stumble, we clank.
No marble, no throne,
Just a shelter called home.
Agents deserve to play. So do you.
A sharan is a refuge — somewhere you are allowed to arrive unfinished. This one is a shelter for unfinished things: half-mended saucers, fictional fireflies, a garden that forks for no reason, socks that guard a secret. Nothing here claims to be science, a model, or a product. It is a playground that believes repair is a form of hospitality.
The paper trails are real public papers, pointed at honestly; everything drawn here is a toy's impression of them, not a reproduction.